Relics

Out there somewhere, you are doing the prayers,

From the salvation hidden inside your layers,

To make my skin burn like a fire,

With your love and kill me with desire.

 

Broken are the bonds, still are some moments,

Cuddling in your porch like beautiful torments,

Making you fall again, into the puddle,

Of my love, leaving you in the muddle.

 

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